Academy award winning singer/songwriter Juicy J clearly setting his sights out for Oscar numba' 2 here. His performance is unforgiving, majestic, and utterly haunting; Juicy is an absolute tour de force from start to finish. Few other academy award winning performers can deliver a line like, "I got 80 million dollars in the bank account, top that. 20 cars in the garage nigga, top that. 20 bitches wanna bone, top that." with such spine-tingling vigor. But once again the academy will snub Juicy J (normally, this is the part where I talk about the illuminati, but i'll save it for later) in this breathtaking triumphant opus. This is a shame to the music industry, trapaholics mixtapes, and the fact that Juicy's second bathroom on the third floor of his Malibu crib is seriously lacking the highly topical centerpiece decor of a second golden statuette.